Music Recommendation: One Last Dance - Kris Bowers
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Emily glared daggers at Raylen when she thought no one was watching her, but little did she know, she had earned a few admirers who were secretly appreciating her from a distance. As the king, the man didn't have to write down his name on anyone's card, as any woman who received his invitation to dance considered herself fortunate.
"If you keep staring at me like that, people are going to get the wrong idea, Princess," Raylen remarked in a lowered voice as he stood beside Emily. She looked away from him, focusing her attention on the couple and briefly conversing with Janelle. "Not that people won't relish the opportunity for some juicy gossip about the niece taking a liking to her uncle. I must say, I wouldn't argue with your taste."
